[Ochako drops the short distance she rose up from the ground and seems almost relieved. Everything she's seeing puts her at ease and it feels like a massive weight has been lifted from her shoulders. Once able to, Ochako releases her quirk and can't keep herself from smiling. She's missed him, so...so much, and it takes all she can muster not to hug him tight after all that's happened in the last couple of months.]

Perfect, thank you so much, Aizawa-sensei. [Ochako's voice is clearer, less strained, and she seems to relax considerably.] I'm sorry...some bad things have been happening here recently, and...I can't trust anything anymore. Not well. I thought that, if it was an imposter, or an illusion...it wouldn't be able to copy your quirk.

[Which is mostly true, from what she's seen, at least. It was the best thing she could think of.]

Mm, yeah...for a short while, a long time ago. [She looks a little nervous - smile faltering, fidgeting, and glancing away. It, uh...it wasn't the best way to enter into this world, and Ochako's not keep to remember it, on the cusp of everything else she's been through.]